What do you see there falling? Do you hear it, too?
I spent my afternoon at the doctor's, but fortunately I spent it with new books, which had just arrived as presents from my godmother: dg nanouk okpik's Corpse Whale (2012) and Dolores Hitchens' Sleep with Strangers (1955) and Sleep with Slander (1960). I am charmed that the first of the two hardboiled mysteries came slightly beat-up-looking, since it matches the protagonist, a knight whose armor would work up to tarnished on a good day:
The man on the step was in the act of lighting a cigarette. Rain lay in his hair, which was hatless, and which also, though obviously once reddish, now had faded to a tawny rust laced with gray. He had a lean, sharp, intelligent face. The hands that cupped the match wore a look of mobile strength. He was tall; his height was lessened by his being somewhat stooped.
Home, I have just finished eating a bagel with chopped liver and am listening to the CD of Black Belt Eagle Scout's The Land, The Water, The Sky (2023) with a cat gently pulling at my hand to pet him. Last night![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
muccamukk linked the trailer for Starz's Mary & George (2024), causing spatch to comment, "For people who saw The Favourite and said, 'Needs more balls!'"
The man on the step was in the act of lighting a cigarette. Rain lay in his hair, which was hatless, and which also, though obviously once reddish, now had faded to a tawny rust laced with gray. He had a lean, sharp, intelligent face. The hands that cupped the match wore a look of mobile strength. He was tall; his height was lessened by his being somewhat stooped.
Home, I have just finished eating a bagel with chopped liver and am listening to the CD of Black Belt Eagle Scout's The Land, The Water, The Sky (2023) with a cat gently pulling at my hand to pet him. Last night
muccamukk linked the trailer for Starz's Mary & George (2024), causing spatch to comment, "For people who saw The Favourite and said, 'Needs more balls!'"
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Oo very cool - how is it?
Ugh, not cool at all.
Hi I believe this is for me thanks (I did like the Favourite)
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Recommended! Deliberately fragmentary, visceral, visual, laid out moon by moon on a calendar and trawled up through deep time. Partly bilingual, with a glossary at the back. The first-person narrator is always simultaneously split into third person. This one is easy for me to copy out because it doesn't have the complex formatting of most of the non-calendar poems, but is also the first I opened to:
Paniqsiqsiivik: March
March moon: She is/I am hanging seal
and bleaching caribou skins
Ugruk: spotted seal lying in a pile:
ivory labrets in cheeks with tattooed
chins rising in rifts of stout rock,
sponge lichen, carved dishes tarsal pipes,
my mummified face with a bone nose ring
ribbon seal bags sewn from flipper to flipper,
like my arms stitched with silk twine she/I
carry/ies bird darts for the future stalk of ukpik.
One full-page part-strikethrough poem contained the question "What do we understand of this imagined tree?" which made me think of your writing.
Ugh, not cool at all.
Thank you. It ruled out something which I did not want to turn out to have (not COVID, a potential complication of a long-time medication), but took far too long.
Hi I believe this is for me thanks (I did like the Favourite)
Hooray! I am glad to have connected you. (I liked The Favourite, too.)